Chapter 1 Crossing into Lin Wan'er's bathtub
Keikook, Kyoto.
Royal Annex.
"I'm not dead?? Fell into the water? Ye Xuan suddenly realized
Because of the cough and the constantly boiling bubbles in front of him, Ye Xuan was sure that he had fallen into the water. Hurriedly rushed upwards, and with his feet downward, a breath of fresh air was inhaled into his lungs, which avoided the danger of suffocation.
"Whew..... Whew...."
Ye Xuan gasped heavily, and just as he was about to sigh at the beauty of the world, there was a sound of broken footsteps in his ears, and the scene in front of him stunned him!
The beauty takes a bath, still hugging the pipa and half covering her face, naturally carving and decorating, and the water takes off the hibiscus. Even if it was the most beautiful person Ye Xuan had ever seen in his previous life, it would not be as good as this......
How much God loves the beauty in front of him, even if Daji is alive, I'm afraid it's just that!
Looking at the beautiful artwork in front of him, Ye Xuan was stunned for a moment, as if in a dream. There is even a moment when you can give up everything, even your precious life, for this irrelevant beauty in front of you.
"Is this the fairy world?"
"Ahh The woman on the opposite side suddenly exclaimed loudly, and hurriedly blocked her beautiful scenery with her hand. However, all this she did was in vain after all, as early as just now, Ye Xuan had taken this beauty into her eyes at a glance.
Listening to the screams of the beauty in his eyes, Ye Xuan was suddenly a little overwhelmed, and hurriedly prepared to step forward to comfort him. But his behavior, in the eyes of the beauty, turned out to be his evil behavior.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
The screams of the beauty became more and more exciting, getting louder and louder, and this scream instantly brought Ye Xuan back to reality from the dream, and he found himself in a retro room, a bit like an ancient palace, magnificent. Even the beauty bathes in a wooden basin, and the whole room exudes an intoxicating aroma of roses.
“....... Yes! ”
Ye Xuan suddenly felt a sudden pain in his entire head, and a memory that didn't belong to him flooded into his mind.
"I actually crossed over, and became the youngest son of the Kyoto garrison Ye Chong, and the younger brother of Ye Ling'er. This is... This is "Celebrating More Than Years"...."
"Then this person in front of you is not the county lord of the Lin family, Lin Wan'er!"
Just like the line Fan Xian said in the play, "That memory is like a knife and an axe, engraved in my mind, and I will never forget it..."
But the scene in front of him was just as Fan Xian said, deeply engraved in the hearts of Ye Xuan and Lin Wan'er. Not to mention Emperor Qing and Fan Xian, even the eldest princess who is as treacherous as a fox and has a peerless appearance will not let go of herself.
What is the opening of the hornet's nest, this is it!
"Ahh ..... Help, there is...."
It's okay not to speak, but as soon as she spoke, Lin Wan'er screamed louder, and the skin like mutton fat and white jade became more and more moving in this hazy water vapor.
"My aunt and grandmother don't scream, okay, I really didn't mean to!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of shredded footsteps. Ye Xuan didn't care about any rudeness, stepped forward and hurriedly covered Lin Wan'er's mouth and nose, pressed her to the edge of the bathtub, and whispered: "I'm not a disciple, and I don't know how to wake up here." You shout now, and if you call people in now, neither of us will see anyone. Auntie, please stop shouting! ”
His lips were covered, his body was pressed, and the skin between the two was close to each other. The cheapness and innocence of the body were taken up by the man in front of him, especially the fiery power on the other party, which made Lin Wan'er ashamed and indignant, and her eyes were firmly fixed on this man. As he said, he is calling people in now, and everyone will not see anyone.
Lin Wan'er has already seen through life, and tuberculosis has wiped out everything about her from the moment she was born. In this world, her parents can't look at her because of her identity, and the only one who loves her is Brother Lin Heng.
But now, if you call someone in, not only will you lose your innocence. Tomorrow this matter will spread throughout Kyoto, and then the entire Lin Mansion and the entire Qingguo will be disgraced because of her.
Thinking of this, Lin Wan'er, who had always been strong, left tears, nodded vigorously, and sobbed twice in agreement.
Looking at the sad appearance of the beauty in front of him, Ye Xuan's heart also trembled, but because of the current situation, he could only be silent.
At this moment, a crisp sound came!
"County lord, what happened, do you want the slave to come in?"
Ye Xuan, who was a little weak-hearted, subconsciously frowned when he heard this voice, because according to the experience of TV dramas in his previous life, Lin Wan'er had a palace grandmother by her side, who was sent by the eldest princess to protect Lin Wan'er.
Lin Wan'er said loudly: "It's okay, it's just a mouse that came over just now and scared me." ”
Ye Xuan: "......"
The people outside the door breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and the crisp female voice said again: "County Lord, do you want a slave to come and wait for you to bathe and change your clothes?" ”
"No need, I don't want anyone to disturb me when I'm bathing, go down!"
Lin Wan'er waved away the maid outside the door, until this time, she turned to look at Ye Xuan, and saw that this little thief was dignified and well-dressed, although the surroundings were hazy, and his speech and demeanor were enough to see that this person was probably not the kind of person who stole incense and jade.
Lin Wan'er put on her clothes first, endured her shame, and said softly: "You... If you don't hurry up, I'll call someone if you don't leave! ”
"Oh... Oh, I'll leave right away. Thank you for the girl's grace not to kill. ”
When Ye Xuan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly turned out of the bathtub, and as soon as he stood still, he found that something was wrong, and he froze for a moment facing the front.
It turned out that there was a large mirror in front of the bathtub. Although the man in front of him looked a little embarrassed, the heroic posture between his eyebrows, his extraordinary aura and grace could not be concealed, but it was really the bookish spirit of the ancient literati and inkmen.